Timothy Gega
11-02-2014, 06:11 AM
"Pardon Me For Staring”
When I go outdoors, I stare a lot.<o:p></o:p>
Pardon me, for staring at:<o:p></o:p>
The trees, the flowers, or the Bees,<o:p></o:p>
or the dead leaves on the ground.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the old grapevines <o:p></o:p>
and the new fruits of Nature.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the blue sky, or the Sun <o:p></o:p>
and at the orbiting planets just for fun.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at every bird that flies, <o:p></o:p>
and at old airplanes making noise up in the sky.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at mooing cows and neighing horses, <o:p></o:p>
and at the Quail family that scurries on by,<o:p></o:p>
and at the Turkeys that go gobble-gobble-gobble.<o:p></o:p>
Gobble-gobble-gobble, Thanksgiving is coming soon.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the soft amber fields or the rolling valleys, <o:p></o:p>
and the green grasses on the hills and the rocks in the mountains.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the Moon, the stars and I stare into the darkness far beyond the stars.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the irregular shapes of clouds, and rain as it bounces off the ground.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at snowy Winter nights and twinkling Christmas lights.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at all these beautiful scenes and creatures of Nature.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at them because it burns these memories of the times, <o:p></o:p>
Life and Nature permanently into my heart, soul and mind.<o:p></o:p>
So, Pardon me Honey, if I stare at YOU.<o:p></o:p>
I’m just soaking in the beauty of your <o:p></o:p>
naturally amazing and Divinely designed proportions too.<o:p></o:p>
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©2014 Tim Gega<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
When I go outdoors, I stare a lot.<o:p></o:p>
Pardon me, for staring at:<o:p></o:p>
The trees, the flowers, or the Bees,<o:p></o:p>
or the dead leaves on the ground.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the old grapevines <o:p></o:p>
and the new fruits of Nature.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the blue sky, or the Sun <o:p></o:p>
and at the orbiting planets just for fun.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at every bird that flies, <o:p></o:p>
and at old airplanes making noise up in the sky.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at mooing cows and neighing horses, <o:p></o:p>
and at the Quail family that scurries on by,<o:p></o:p>
and at the Turkeys that go gobble-gobble-gobble.<o:p></o:p>
Gobble-gobble-gobble, Thanksgiving is coming soon.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the soft amber fields or the rolling valleys, <o:p></o:p>
and the green grasses on the hills and the rocks in the mountains.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the Moon, the stars and I stare into the darkness far beyond the stars.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at the irregular shapes of clouds, and rain as it bounces off the ground.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at snowy Winter nights and twinkling Christmas lights.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at all these beautiful scenes and creatures of Nature.<o:p></o:p>
I stare at them because it burns these memories of the times, <o:p></o:p>
Life and Nature permanently into my heart, soul and mind.<o:p></o:p>
So, Pardon me Honey, if I stare at YOU.<o:p></o:p>
I’m just soaking in the beauty of your <o:p></o:p>
naturally amazing and Divinely designed proportions too.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p> </o:p>
©2014 Tim Gega<o:p></o:p>
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